Chapter 253: Many details on the mahjong table

At around nine o'clock in the morning, Li Guohong drove his family of three back to Lijia Village.

"Dad, drive faster."

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Li Guohong asked impatiently, "It's fine if you hurry on the main road, but the road in the village is so narrow, what if you drive too fast and hit someone?"

"You guys are urging to come back so early in the morning, what's going on?" Lin Xiuhong, the co-pilot, asked suspiciously, "Why do you want to go back to grandpa's house so much?"

"How is that possible?" Li Guohong laughed, "I guess it was Xixi who was looking for him."

Li Luo in the back seat curled his lips: "You will know when you get there."

"What do you know? You're so mysterious." Lin Xiuhong curled her lips and watched the car drive into the yard. Then she saw two figures coming down from upstairs.

One is Ying Chanxi, and the other one... looks a little familiar.

"Isn't this your, that...your classmate in class?" Lin Xiuhong was immediately surprised when she saw the little girl following Ying Chanxi.

Li Guohong was also surprised: "Yan Zhusheng, I recognize her, she is Yuan Wanqing's daughter, why is she here in our house?"

"Ahem... I'm here to hang out with Xixi." Li Luo explained, "Let's go, get off the car. We have guests here, so we have to entertain them."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Lin Xiuhong turned her head and glared at him in annoyance. "A friend is coming to my house, and you didn't tell me in advance. I haven't prepared anything."

"What are you preparing for? I'm just here to have some fun."

"Then you should give me a red envelope as a token of your appreciation, right?" Lin Xiuhong rolled her eyes at him, then said to Li Guohong, "Go to the second drawer in the room and take out a red envelope."

When Li Luo heard this, he immediately added in a low voice: "One may not be enough."

"What do you mean?" Lin Xiuhong was stunned for a moment, not quite reacting.

"Ahem." Li Luo explained a little embarrassedly, "Xu Youyu is here too, but I don't know why he didn't come out with us."

"What?" Lin Xiuhong was stunned for a moment, blinked, and then reacted, "Are you here to play with Xixi too?"

"Yes." Li Luo nodded, "But there is only one empty room over there at Xixi's place, which is given to Yan Zhusheng, so Xu Youyu is staying in the empty bedroom in our house."

"Oh...ah?" Lin Xiuhong was stunned again, "Didn't they come here to play for a day and then leave?"

"It's a rare opportunity to come to the countryside, so we must spend more time there." Li Luo said, "They have nothing to do at home."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Lin Xiuhong glanced at him with disdain and resentment, "Really, you're not prepared at all."

After saying that, Lin Xiuhong pushed the door and got out of the car, then walked forward with a smile on her face.

When Yan Zhusheng saw his uncle and aunt, he immediately greeted them politely, but his eyes soon fell on Li Luo and never moved away.

After Li Guohong greeted Yan Zhusheng, he went upstairs to get the red envelope shell as instructed by Lin Xiuhong.

At this time, Li Luo asked Ying Chanxi: "Where is senior sister? Why is Zhu Sheng alone?"

"She got up too early today, so she took a nap in her room after arriving." Ying Chanxi checked the time. "She slept for more than two hours."

"Oh, then I'll go call her." Li Luo nodded and followed Li Guohong upstairs.

Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng originally wanted to go upstairs with him, but they could not resist Lin Xiuhong's enthusiasm, so they pulled the two girls to sit in the living room to chat.

Their aunt and Li Xuexian were also there with them. The three elders surrounded them and chatted happily.

Especially Yan Zhusheng, after all, he was a newcomer, and my aunt and eldest sister-in-law were very curious about him.

Yan Zhusheng really found it a little difficult to cope with such enthusiasm, but fortunately Ying Chanxi was there with her and could help her answer most of the questions.

When Li Luo was not around, Yan Zhusheng could only feel a little safe by staying with Ying Chanxi.

"Ranked in the top 100 at the end of the semester? If you're in the No. 1 Affiliated High School, that's pretty impressive. If you work hard, you might have a chance to go to Qianjiang University."

"Oh, she's studying music, that's even more amazing. It's good for girls to study music. No wonder she's so charming."

"Xixi also played the piano when she was young, but she seemed to have stopped learning later? What a pity."

"Oh, there is a band in school? Li Luo is in it? Why haven't I heard Xiuhong mention that Li Luo can play the guitar?"

"Qiqi in our family has a guitar. He bought it when he was in college, but it has been gathering dust. I'll bring it over to let Li Luo play with it when the time comes."

"Ah? Her mother is Yuan Wanqing? Ouch!"

"She was a singer from about ten years ago, right? I remember her. Several of us in my family were fans of her at the time."

"Is this true? What a coincidence?"

"I think I heard a song of hers recently, called 'Annual Rings'. I saw it when I was watching a TV series."

We were having a great time chatting in the living room.

Li Guohong upstairs had returned to the bedroom, took out two red envelopes from the drawer, then walked out the door and bumped into Li Luo who had just gone up to the third floor.

"Why are you following me?" Li Guohong asked puzzledly.

"Senior is sleeping here. I'll call her." Li Luo pointed to the door of the empty room in the corner, "Dad, you go down first."

"Okay." Li Guohong nodded. "I still have to go get some money. I've given out all the cash in red envelopes during the Chinese New Year."

"Use mine." Li Luo said, "I have plenty of red envelopes."

"That's given to you by someone else." Li Guohong rolled his eyes. "How can you use money that has already been given to you for a red envelope?"

"Then do I have to hand in my New Year's money this year?" Li Luo asked with a smile.

"You can keep it for yourself." Li Guohong laughed. "You are the one who is paying off the mortgage now anyway, so the red envelope money your parents gave out is nothing."

After saying that, Li Guohong went downstairs.

Li Luo arrived at the door of Xu Youyu's house with some emotion. He never expected that one day he would have the right to control the New Year's money.

After joking in his heart, Li Luo raised his hand and knocked on Xu Youyu's door.

But there was obviously no reaction from inside.

Li Luo turned the doorknob and didn't lock the door, so he said inside: "Senior sister, are you awake? I'm coming in."

As he spoke, he opened the door a crack.

After confirming that Xu Youyu was still sleeping, Li Luo smiled helplessly, then walked to the bedside and poked Xu Youyu's face: "Senior sister, wake up, don't sleep anymore, I'll take you out to play."

"Hmm..." Xu Youyu frowned, opened his eyes drowsily, and muttered, "You're so annoying... Let me sleep a little longer."

"What time did you go to bed last night? You're so sleepy."

"It's past three o'clock..." Xu Youyu stretched lazily on the bed, "It's all Zhu Sheng's fault. He said he would come in the afternoon a few days ago, but he came to my house early this morning."

"Do you want to continue sleeping?" Li Luo squatted beside the bed and looked at her. "If you want to continue sleeping, I will wake you up at lunch time."

"Well... that's not good either." Xu Youyu thought that she was here as a guest, and if she came in the morning and slept all the time, and only went down to eat, it would be a bit bad. So she still propped herself up, but lost her strength halfway through, and her head sank into the pillow, and she sighed: "I can't get up~ Who can help me?"

"Okay, okay." Li Luo had seen this move of hers countless times, whether it was when they lived together in Bi Hai Lan Ting before the New Year or in his previous life.

He walked up to Xu Youyu and grabbed her arm, dragging her off the bed. He then pressed her shoulders and shook her a few times: "Are you awake? Do you want me to slap you a few more times?"

"Brother, can you bear it?"

"...You'd better keep your mouth shut here." Li Luo rolled his eyes, "Don't make a scene like last time when your dad saw you."

"Damn it! Don't mention this!" Xu Youyu suddenly came to his senses when he heard him mention this. "Why do you remember this kind of thing so clearly?"

"Always remind you not to commit suicide."

"I know~" Xu Youyu scratched his hair and got up from the bed, "Hold my socks."

"Here." Li Luo handed over the yellow socks that Xu Youyu had taken off on the chair. "Don't just agree verbally. I'm really afraid that you will say something weird in front of my parents, and then I won't be able to explain it."

"Oh, am I that stupid?" Xu Youyu rolled his eyes at him. "I wouldn't do anything rash when there are other people around. Last time I just woke up and my mind was a little fuzzy."

"Then I see you are confused for a lot of time."

"You talk too much." Xu Youyu put on his socks and got out of bed, putting on his shoes and his down jacket. "Let's go. What are we going to do now?"

"Let's go downstairs first and see what Xixi and Zhusheng are doing." Li Luo said this and turned around and walked out.

"Wait, let me get something." Xu Youyu said from behind, and took out a large bag of unknown stuff from his suitcase and handed it to Li Luo.

"What is this?"

"My mother asked me to bring a salted chicken made by my grandfather. You can give it to Auntie later." Xu Youyu said, "Just give it to her in private. Zhu Sheng didn't bring anything, so I won't give it to her in person."

"Oh, OK." Li Luo nodded, "Thank Auntie for me. I'll take this directly to the kitchen."

"OK." Xu Youyu nodded, then took something out of his schoolbag and stuffed it into Li Luo's arms, then put one in his own pocket and said, "Take it, my dad gave it to you."

"Hmm?" Li Luo looked down and found it was a red envelope. "Then thank uncle for me."

"You're welcome." Xu Youyu said with a smile, "I've prepared some for Xixi as well."

As he spoke, Xu Youyu followed Li Luo downstairs and came to the living room on the second floor.

At this time, the chatting mode in the living room has ended.

Li Xuexian was called out by her two younger sisters and asked to have tea with the women nearby.

So my aunt called Lin Xiuhong, and then dragged Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng to play mahjong.

But Yan Zhusheng didn't know how to play, so Li Xiang next to her volunteered to teach her.

Unfortunately, Yan Zhusheng shook his head and said, "You come and fight. I'll just watch from the side."

So when Li Luo and Xu Youyu went downstairs, they saw the four of them playing mahjong. Yan Zhusheng was sitting between Ying Chanxi and Lin Xiuhong, watching them, pouring tea for them and passing them fruit.

Li Luo walked over to Yan Zhusheng, glanced at Li Xiang, and then asked her, "Why didn't you come to the table?"

"I can't." Yan Zhusheng shook his head.

"Then I'll teach you?"

"Okay." Yan Zhusheng nodded.

So Li Luo patted Li Xiang on the shoulder and said, "After this round, let the guests play?"

"Uh..." Li Xiang blinked, looked at Li Luo, and then at Yan Zhusheng.

You refused when I was teaching you just now, but as soon as my uncle said it, you agreed, right?

I rely on!

What is this Mo Qinghan's real body possessing?

Their personalities are all cut from the same mold!
Li Xiang twitched his lips, becoming more and more suspicious as to whether what his uncle wrote was a novel or an autobiography.

And looking at the situation, why does it feel like... Mo Qinghan is also pretty good?
Just this double standard attitude... changing faces faster than turning the pages of a book.

How did my uncle do it?
"Got it. I'll give in after the fight." Li Xiang took a deep breath. After saying this, he suddenly felt a chill between his brows.

He looked at Ying Chanxi who was sitting opposite him, and felt that her gaze had suddenly become sharp.

Touching his forehead, Li Xiang looked at Ying Chanxi who was lowering his head and touching the cards. He was a little dazed for a moment and thought it was his illusion.

After a while, Lin Xiuhong won the game.

Li Xiang took the initiative to stand up and give up his seat.

So Yan Zhusheng sat in his seat, and Xu Youyu sat in Yan Zhusheng's original seat.

Li Luo moved a chair, sat between Yan Zhusheng and Lin Xiuhong, and began to instruct Yan Zhusheng on how to play mahjong in Yuhang City.

"Is there anyone who knows how to play mahjong?" Lin Xiuhong had just won a hand and was in a good mood, smiling.

"I know a little bit. I saw my mom practicing it during the Chinese New Year." Xu Youyu said. Seeing Lin Xiuhong reaching out her left hand to take the teacup on the small table, he immediately reached out to help pass it to her, "Auntie, this way."

"Thank you." Lin Xiuhong took the teacup and took a sip to moisten her mouth. When she was about to put the cup back, Xu Youyu had already reached out to take it and helped her put it back in its place.

"Xixi, have a grape." Xu Youyu pinched a grape and handed it to Ying Chanxi's mouth.

"Oh...thank you, senior." Ying Chanxi opened his mouth and bit the grape. He withdrew his gaze from Xu Youyu and Lin Xiuhong, and looked at Li Luo and Yan Zhusheng who were teaching seriously on the opposite side, and bit the grape in his mouth hard to crush it.

Even the grape skins are swallowed directly.

Li Xiang, who was sitting next to his grandmother, looked at Ying Chanxi, then at Xu Youyu, then at Yan Zhusheng, and finally his gaze fell on Li Luo, his eyes full of admiration.

He really can't tell the difference now.

Is this a fiction or reality?

I originally thought that even if Yan Zhusheng and Xu Youyu were indeed beautiful girls like Ying Chanxi, their relationship with my uncle was at most normal friends.

But now it seems that this is not the case at all!

Look at Yan Zhusheng.

I asked her to teach her how to play mahjong but she refused, but she agreed as soon as Li Luo came.

Look at Xu Youyu again.

He was sitting there and even remembered to serve tea and water to Lin Xiuhong. He was well-behaved and proactive.

Where did you find this uncle?
Li Xiang looked around, feeling extremely conflicted, not knowing which camp to defect to.

(End of this chapter)